Mystic Messenger Songfics and One Shots.

You huffed at the device that demanded you answer in Arabic.
You responded easily and let yourself in when the door opened.

Seven was only mere inches from the door, frozen in surprise.
"I was gonna open the door for you. How did you get in?"

"She speaks Arabic!" Saeran shouted from his spot on the couch.

He must have felt the curious glances because he added,
"I was watching the CCTV."

Seven's attention snapped back to you.
"Impressive. Anyway, please do come on in."

You curtsied and walked past him to Saeran on the couch.

He gave you a nod of acknowledgment. Instead of returning to his show he got up.
"I'm going to my room. I know you guys are competing or whatever.

You smiled at him and waved as he left for his room.
Seven sat diagonally on the couch, his sock covered feet in your lap.
He tossed you a Wii remote,
"We shall finally see who is the best."

Excitement shot through you almost like an electric shock. Seven was big on skinship, his feet on you shouldn't have any effect. Yet it did. That and the fact that you felt sure you were gonna win. No matter the course, no matter the console, you had mastered Mario Kart.

Match after match you both argued. You then settled on an agreement, best out of 13.

On the N64.

Shaking on it, you both put on your game face.

It was at 6 wins each.
The last course was Rainbow Road.

You were almost there, you had just finished the second lap in first place. He was fourth.

You smiled at him,
"Looks like you're gonna hand over the keys to the Murciélago."

"That banana peel says otherwise."

You turned back to the screen just in time to narrowly avoid it.
"HA!"

"HA THIS!" Seven had gotten the triple mushrooms and was quickly catching up.
He had only used two when he was right behind you.
You were almost at the finish line, if he used the mushroom on one of the courses boots you could win.

There was the boost, come on!

Seven did in fact use the last mushroom right before it, but he had bumped into you.

You were at the edge.

You fell off the course.

Your jaw dropped.

Seven's smile grew as he crossed the finish line.

"YES! I DIDNT THINK IT WOULD WORK BUT IT DIIIIIID!" He got up and did a little victory dance. Dabbing included.

"Well, you shook on it. So, cake time!"

You pouted and collapsed backwards onto the couch.

"My dearest personal pastry chef, my first wish is a triple layer Honey Buddha Chips cake."

You sat up with a frown.
"That sounds gross."

"I don't pay you to give opinions."

"I just started.
And you're not even gonna pay me!"

"The perks of winning a bet!"
***

It was impossible to stay mad at Seven.
He was funny. And handsome.
And he kept feeding you junk food.

You were currently buttering up the cake pans, you would ask him to do it but he would put to much.
That's how people die.

You were slowly pouring the batter into the pans when Saeran started playing music and made his way to the kitchen where you two were.

You gave a small laugh when you realized it was the
'From Under The Cork Tree' album by Fall Out Boy.

Of course Saeran listened to Emo music from the 2000's.

The familiar drum beat of
'Dance Dance' came on and nostalgia hit you like a ton of bricks.

Before you could get upset, the lyrics spilled from your lips, surprising Saeran, Seven and even yourself.

You shrugged and got into it.

As you were putting the pans in the oven and setting the timer
'Sugar We're Going Down' started.

This one is like the epitome of emo.

"Is this more than you bargained for yet? Oh don't mind me I'm watching you two from the closet,"

You were singing with such passion.

"Wishing to be the friction in your jeans," you sang at Seven who happened to be next to you,
realizing what you just said you quickly turned around, hiding your embarrassed blush, pretending to be occupied.

You were gonna shut up now.
***

Saeran raised his eyebrows at me and motioned at her.

My face was already red.

She wanted to be the friction in my jeans.

That's what she said.

Or at least sang.

She was just singing, don't get excited.

Saeran gave me the tiniest of smiles and walked away.

As soon as the song finished the beginning rift to 'A Little Less Sixteen Candles, A Little More 'Touch Me'' came on instead of 'Nobody Puts Baby In The Corner'

Saeran walked back into the kitchen with a blank face and shrugged.
"I like this song."

I tilted my head and analyzed him.

"... and I forgot to grab a snack."
***

Once you had gotten over your initial embarrassment you walked out of the kitchen.
"I confess, I messed up.
Dropping 'I'm sorry'
Like your still around."

Either the album skipped like 6 songs or you were in your own world hating yourself for way longer than you thought.

Regardless, you hummed as you cleaned the messy kitchen area.
***

"So say, what are you waiting for?
kiss her, kiss her"
Saeran sang.

This part particularly louder than the rest.

Saeran quickly glanced at his brother, the kitchen, then back to his phone.

Seven got the hint.

He nodded and stood up from the couch, determined.
화 이 팅!
***

The song had finished just as you were about to leave. You checked the timer as you made your way out.
Seven walked into the kitchen.
There was a glint in his eye.
You weren't gonna question it.

He walked right in front of you,
"You know, you're just the girl all the boys want to dance with,
I'm just a boy using too many chances"

You looked at him, confused.
The song was over.
What's he getting at?
Was he actually talking about you???
What chances?

You looked up to see him swallow hard and meet your eyes.

Was he trying to...? No.
Don't read to much into it. He probably came to bother you about cake.

But why was he singing?

You shook your head clear of What If's and smiled at him,
"Heya hi hi"

He responded with a small laugh and a smile you've never seen.

It was beautiful.

His lips looked so perfect and soft.
His teeth were brilliant, almost blinding.
His eyes seemed to sparkle behind his glasses.
There was emotion to the smile.
It wasn't the usual giddy one he gave when either of you made a terrible joke,
Or the proud-happy one he gave Saeran when he thought no one saw.

It was mesmerizing.

You felt your heart beat pick up,
it was thumping loudly in your ears.

You seemed to forget to breathe because the moment was broken by your sharp intake of air.

He looked like he was gonna laugh.

This was embarrassing,

not only did you stare at him for like 5 minutes but you breathed in really loud like some sort of awkward Fangirl hyperventilating.

You instinctually looked down and stepped carefully past him.

How are you gonna explain this?!

"Uh, WAIT"
You flinched at the sudden booming voice.

He scratched his neck and stuttered,
"So-Sorry. I didn't mean to shout. I just. Uh. I-I-I Um..."
He paused, staring off for about two seconds before glancing at you and pulling you to him.

His hands gently gripped your waist and brought you chest to chest with him. He wasted no time at all and pressed his lips smoothly on yours.

His lips moved expertly against yours,
you hadn't realized you responded. Probably the excitement coursing through you.
You had wanted this for the longest and it felt better than you could have ever imagined.
His lips were soft, they knew the precise pattern that increased the tingling all over.
It felt like he was about to pull away but this was a once in a life time opportunity!
Your hands made their way up to hold his face and tangle in his hair.

It must have been the right thing to do because he tilted his head so his glasses weren't bothering you.
His grip on you tightened and he held you closer.

"The song says 'Kiss Her' not
'Make Out With Her In The Kitchen Where Your Innocent Twin Brother Can See Everything."

Seven smiled and pulled away slightly to answer, "True, but that's definitely a title worth a Fall Out Boy song."

He turned back to you and dipped you in one elegant movement,
"Besides, I've been dying to do this since forever, I'll take whatever chance to make out with her I can get."